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The Joker and The Queen [RWBY Fanfic|Part 2]The Joker and The Queen [RWBY Fanfic|Part 2] by ShippudenBlueKonan
There were some days where his job went so smoothly, he'd actually consider pinching himself to see if it was real. There were also days when he'd love nothing more than to drive his head through a brick wall. Unfortunately for Roman, those days were becoming awfully common, and his patience was very quickly waning.
He was so sick and tired of the incompetence the thugs from both the White Fang and Junior's men were displaying. Too many failed attempts to gather more dust for whatever Cinder's plan might be, too many mistakes that were costing them precious time that they soon realized they no longer had the luxury for. This was the fifth man to come back to him with the news that a shipment had failed to be obtained. Roman was genuinely surprised with himself that he didn't strangle the man on the spot. Melodic Cudgel took the brunt of his anger however, as the grunt flinched when he'd bent the weapon so far, the poor man probably believed he was going to break it in two, though Roman
I Will Love MyselfSilence was at my doorstep.I Will Love Myself by EvannaVanyaEliska
Rain fell from the storms of my eyes
and hit the cold earth of my cheeks.
Sunlight fell down my face
in gentle waves.
And blood tinted lips
smiled only slightly.
The gentle spring
that bloomed inside my chest
had begun to grow
and replace the winter
whose frost had held tightly
onto my heart.
Silence was welcome.
Tears were shed in joy.
Sunlight was here to warm
and blood to live.
This was it.
I had made it.
I know who I am.
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